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"It's over for us. If this oil comes ashore, it's just over for us," Rowell said angrily, rubbing his forehead. "Nobody wants no oily shrimp."
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My dog.
8 comments:
I'm confused. Did he reinstate the restraining order or something?
I vowed if the Dems took power I'd leave his house...you know, just like he left the country when Bush won.
I'm a peeper.
Oh that funny Alec! He's such a sketch!
I thought I was?
"I thought I was?"
What, a peeper or a sketch??
Thank god he left! He kept hogging the covers.
BTW, anyone see Dolphin McGee? Bastard owes me $12.
Okay. Well, if you do see....
Wait a minute! McGee! I thought that was you! Cough it up or you'll be sleeping with the fishes tonight!
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